Meeting Internet People: A Hypothetical Story

There are people I know because of the Internet. Some are famous in small Internet circles, others are just other people sitting on their beds with their laptop on a dictionary and old textbook to keep it from overheating and crashing :cough: the point is every now and again I think “Man, I want to meet So-and-So, they’d be fun to hang out with” or “I think it’d be cool to watch a movie with That Guy” or “I want to get drunk with that person I have a slight crush on”. I imagine minorly elaborate situations where we hang out, we meet at a coffee shop and talk about…something. Or we’re (somehow) already friends and we’re either actively watching a movie or they’re playing some video game and I’m there on the couch drawing something and we’re just hanging out. Or they also draw and we’re drawing together and maybe drinking coffee or alcohol. Whatever.

I think those things, but I also know that if I met the people i think these things about I’d be anything but like who I usually am or even who I am online. we’d probably end up having an awkward silence for like…ten minutes and at some point when we weren’t exactly side by side i’d say on twitter ‘So… i’m hanging out with this internet friend and fuck, I’m so fucking nervous. This is dumb.’

Then they’d read it, because twitter is for internet friends for me, not real life people, that’s why I have facebook. They’d read it because they were sending the same thing and we’d both be shy, because. if we were drinking we might eventually get not sober enough to move past the ‘I kind of know a lot about you because o the internet, but not really’ thing and actually enjoy being together and become friends. The next day after waking up from sleeping on the floor or couch we’d greet each other hungover wearing half out clothes, because when you’re drunk all of your clothes are too many to sleep in. Sex wouldn’t happen, just sleeping. We’d be grumpy and hung over drinking coffee some time after waking up and we’d be friends. 

We’d mope around the apartment, eating whatever crap we declared food and watching half of some bad 90s or early 2000s movie that happened to be on TV. We’d be more comfortable and on twitter we’d be like ‘so, i met @So-and-so and it was fun..oh yeah, that instagram photo…that’s a thing we did? Fucking radioactive colored shots’

(The longer this goes the less like me any of this is…just like me on the internet!(I imagined a big Hannah Hart smile there))

Effectively, there are a few people I know because of the Internet and I want to meet them and be friends in real life but i know at first we’d both just be way awkward. Well, no matter what, I’d be way awkward for a while and eventually we’d probably be friends but that first ten minutes would be weird.  I’ve met one Internet-friend and it was weird, especially since we weren’t sure if the other was who we thought they were, and then it became cool I guess. 

I just want to be friends with people. 

Fuck, this wasn’t supposed to be a long thing, it was supposed to be super short. Whatever, it’s happened. I wrote it. I go through these hypothetical stories all the time, this is “one” of them.

Small Press Expo

I have so many damn things I want to say about SPX and I have comics I want to read and post about. I would say I'm speechless but i'm still processing everything that happened to be able to share it in a way that makes sense. I mean, so much happened on Saturday that when I woke up on Sunday and realized it was all only one day I was amazed. I met so many fantastic people, I know my life is changed because I now have people to really talk comic with. 

I love everyone I know and get to see all the time (well, maybe not everyone but bear with me) it's entirely different to be able to talk about a comic or a creator and get into supplies, printing, art, pens, paper type, working digitally, or people who can relate and appreciate the specific stress in making comics on a time crunch. And people who got inspired. Every time I think about my new SPX friends I go to such a warm place because it was great. There was very little world outside of the convention center and it was pretty great seeing the same people over and over there, even if I didn't know them. It was great complimenting people on their work, giving people sketches, getting sketches it was encompassing awesome.

I want to shout out Joe Hunter, Lee Cherolis, Brandon Carr, Phil Kahn, Krishna Sadasivam, Samantha Kyle, Jeremy Bentley, Christopher Williams and Perry A for being so much fun to hang out with all weekend.

It was great meeting Yuko Ota and Ananth, Jamie Noguchi, Danielle Corsetto, Meredith Gran, Jess Fink, Jeph Jacques, Tyson Hesse, Sylvan Midgal, Miss Lasko-Gross, Michael Bracco, Dean Haspiel, Darryl Ayo, Dawn Griffin, John Green and so many more people I could never name them all. 

I'm soon I'll try to do a more detailed write up of my weekend from arriving in Bethesda on the wrong part of the city on Friday to when I begrudgingly climbed into my car and drove home. So much happened, I will do my best to try to remember and share my joy. 

For a small peek at the weekend I had, here's the flickr set